Her Captive, His Love

Chapter Nine

"Aaaaaahhhh! mmmmmhhhh!uuuuuuggggghhhh!"

From the voices you can imagine what's happening and as usual my warriors are on a celebratory mood they are celebrating the life of my mother the queen. My mother died not long ago and as for the royals they get to be mummified. To say am in pain doesn't describe the loneliness I feel. My mother died on my arms. She did not suffer much, she died a wise woman and a great one too.

Out of anger I slaughter the soldier. As for the other man I had to spare him, he did not deserve a quick death and the fact that he's my pot, does not make it easier for me.
My mothers last words still taunt me and they also comfort me.

"My daughter do not be afraid of what you do not know. The heart is a safe place for a woman we make decisions based on what our hearts feel but you make decisions from your head as per the warriors chant. Learn to follow your heart the pot will not harm you but it will help you in ways not even us your parents or any man wishes to. Learn to trust yourself and where am going all always be a guardian to you, celebrate my life and do not weep for me."

Those words keep on ringing in my head as a timed bell, I do not know what she means by listening to my heart all I know is that it makes one weak and as a warrior I can never show any  weakness. I am back to my village not my fathers but my own.

The party has picked up and female warriors have let the male ones give them pleasure as for those who will procreate they have promised to name their first children my mothers name "makami" whether male or female.

Am not a part of the celebrations nor am I adorning any man with my female parts because I have been on my first bleed and am not allowed to be around people its seen as bad omen. And I need cleansing before I get to reunite with the people.

I am inside my hut but it does a little to hide the excitement outside its muddy walls. Av been inside my hut for two days and nights and the stench of rotting blood has been around not from me but its been around. I stand up and follow the foul smell and it leads to the corner of my hut in a little cage.

"You smell terrible! You stink so bad I can't have sleep at night"

"Wake up! Wake up! Can't you clean yourself you've brought nothing but agony since you came and you seem not to give me sleep have you been sent to torment me! I should have killed you at my fathers place but you seem to hang on my head every chance you get!" I screamed to the man in the cage.

He look up at me he's weak and from his dull eyes I can see shock, then I realised that I had spoken in his native.

"Why don't you just kill me already? I have told you a countless times am not your enemy! Release me from this pain and kill me already I beg you have mercy on me please," the man cried to me "and my name is John Paul not a pot."

He thinks he's funny huh wait till I show him what I can do. I went to my porch and got all the herbs available. I got my mothers favourite concoction that is always used to numb limbs of anyone in pain. Let's see john Paul's pain tolerance level.

I went back to the cage and as I moved closer he moved back until he gets to the edge of the cage its made of wood so there's no wall. I came here purely at the expense of entertainment and peace I need this stench to go away.

"What do you want? Are you here to kill me? Finally?"

I just stared at him as if I could not understand him see this is entertaining. He thinks al give him the pleasure of lifting his misery he still has to pay for my mothers death and I still have to figure out why his presence takes away my ability to understand myself, why it took long for me to have my first bleed even with my mothers herbs I did not have it and out of nowhere he shows up and I get it? I want to understand why his death will bring me a lot of pain and misery he's a mystery  I need to figure out. I did not I was staring at him until he snapped and got my attention once more.

"Why don't you just do it? I know you can understand me you just spoke in English just kill me this pain is too much!"

"You really think I will let you die not until I say its enough. You will recover from your physical pain and I will get you back to this state again. I will whip you, scar you with my arrows until I know my pain can subside than all feed you to the wild animals." I retorted.

"Why do you hate me soon much, I told you I did not kill her I was helping her and she unfortunately died,am not to be blamed."

"If helping my mother brought her death then am also helping you i hope it becomes your death and no I do not hate you I loathe you!"

And with that I opened the porch placing all the herbs them on the floor and teared his clock off his body and placed some of the herbs on his back and chest and I took some tamarind leaves and placed in his mouth for him to chew his breathe was horrible. I got his pants off and tended to his thighs and legs. As I was thatching his thigh one of my beads fell on his manhood and I bluntly took it and to say I was not pleased with what I touched that's a lie.
I twisted his ankle and left him to screaming in pain while I slowly placed the remaining herbs back in my porch while secretly admiring his body. Then I remembered the concoction I gave him and left knowing that I would not be the only one with a sleepless night but unlike me he's in pain. I left the cage pleased with what I had done and went to my chambers retiring to bed a happy woman.